The ancestral ancestors on the side said a pass.

"You mean the recommendation letter from the dwarf patriarch?"

The ancestor king listened and laughed.

"Look at it, let the people of Daomen teach you Kaihua, you really know some Kaihua civilization, and you know how to be human. The dwarf female patriarch, the stubborn guy, is afraid that it will be a few days later. I will count Is it killing her guests, she can help me?"

The ancestor king was again ordered, and dozens of ancestors were fully armed and flew out of the hill.

"Two heads, I don't know how many gifts that Changsun Xueyan can bring to me this time."

In the ancestral king's hustle, there is greedy greed...

"It's time, Ye Lingyue, how do you think about conquering those birds?"

Emperor Yangfeng gradually approached the hill.

The steep mountains, the height, and the steep mountains and rocks of the mountains, I saw the dying of the emperor Qingfeng.

Most of the birds that live between the old forests are very fierce.

He was worried that the birds would not speak well.

"It depends on what conditions Changsha Xueyu gave them."

Ye Lingyue can only adapt to it.

Compared to the door, Ling Xiaotian has not got a lot of gifts.

Although the female patriarch also prepared some supplies, but it is also a special product of the dwarf, Ye Lingyue does not know whether the bird king will accept.

"In some cases, there are a few big birds flying over."

Emperor Yang Qingfeng is in front of you.

"Not only a few, but dozens."

Ye Lingyue screwed his eyebrows.

"Several dozens, this position welcomes us, is it a bit too grand."

Diyang Qingfeng surprises.

"Surprise... I don't think it is, they are all armed."

Ye Lingyue's voice is very dignified. She has a thousand-eyed bones, so she can see farther.

The dozens of black spots that are approaching are all armed.

On their wings, there are dark arrows that flicker, their claws are sharp, and they have claws.

She has not seen such a fully armed person to greet the guests.

"Armed? What does that mean?"

Emperor Yang Qingfeng did not understand his face.

"I will fly low at the moment, and some are not right."

Ye Lingyue's sense of crisis is steep, and the equipment of the ancestors is not like the bird family. This is clearly provided by some people.

Ye Lingyue just finished, and there are already three or four leading ancestors approaching.

"Slow and slow, you big birds, we are guests, we are not enemies. We have letters of recommendation, recommendation letters from the female chief."

Emperor Yangfeng was anxious and found the recommendation letter from the female chief.

A cold glare came.

The recommendation letter was shot on the spot.

"I am going! This is to fight... wrong, group!"

After Emperor Yang Qingfeng knew it, he felt the bad intentions of the ancestors.

He hurriedly spurred his wings and descended according to the original meaning.

Although he has flying bones, he can always be a natural bird, and with a leaf Lingyue, the speed is naturally not as fast as the close-wing ancestral birds.

"How is this going."

The emperor Qingfeng has plummeted, and behind him, there are more than a dozen cold awns.

"Obviously, we are fooled."

Ye Lingyue's eyes are dark.

She thought of the long-term grandson.

She smiled bitterly.

"It seems that Chang Sun Xueyu is more meticulous than we think. She must have greeted the ancestors of the ancestors, and once we have our news, we will kill them."

Chang Sun Xueyan's eyeliner is obviously much more than she imagined.

"What do we do..."

After the emperor Qingfeng just finished, his body went to a shock and his body fell.

On his left shoulder, there was an arrow in the arrow, and the arrow had already fallen into his shoulder blade.

"You must find a place to avoid."

Ye Lingyue held the wound of Emperor Yangfeng.

"Oh, I can't hold on for a long time, I have to find a place to make a forced landing. The group of animals actually quenched their shoulders."

Emperor Yangfeng felt the pain of the cone on his left shoulder. After the pain, a sense of numbness spread quickly.

His mindfulness has also been affected a lot.

He looked down, he and Ye Lingyue, there is no way to retreat.

Below them are the mountains and mountains of the old mountains, surrounded by gullies and clouds.

Above, those ancestors are still chasing after.

"Take me down."

Ye Lingyue sighed.

In the case of a shoulder injury, Emperor Yang Qing has no way to bring another person.

But if he is alone, he will have a chance to live as long as he hides in the mountains.

I know that Emperor Yang Qingfeng was taking a sip.

"Go to his mother, you think, Xiaoye, I am a man who is jealous and steals a living. To live a pair, to die, I will be with these birds today."

Ye Lingyue has some accidents.

She did not expect that there was such a side of Emperor Yangfeng, which has always had a cartilage head.

"That's the case, you sink first, we just find a hill without a big mountain guard."

Ye Lingyue God read it.

This sweep, she snorted in her heart.

The hills near here are all guarded by mountains.

At this rate of decline, they encountered a big mountain guard, I was afraid that they would hit a broken bone.

Another cold arrow spurred.

Ye Lingyue's mindfulness moved.

The arrow, in the air, turned and turned.

With a bang, the arrow turned awkwardly and an arrow hit the wings of a ancestral bird.

A amphibious bird fell quickly.

"Can it still be like this?"

The sight of the line has begun to be a little fuzzy, Emperor Yang Qing looked silly, he used a blink of an eye.

His power of reading can only attack people, and at most he can only defend.

Ye Lingyue is going to heaven, and her mindfulness can actually directly affect other people's attacks.

"Don't go to God."

Ye Lingyue glared at him, and they had already slammed down nearly a hundred feet, almost not hitting the mountain wall.

If you go on like this, I am afraid that I really want to die.

Emperor Yang Qingfeng snorted, and a touch of red was flowing out of his mouth, but he was biting his tongue to prevent the numbness from affecting himself.

He slammed his wings and the blood on his left shoulder was like a note.

The two raised a few more points.

Ye Lingyue again reversed the direction of several arrows, and four or five ancestors were shot through the chest on the spot.

Emperor Yang Qingfeng swayed his wings, flickering high and low, and Ye Lingyue killed more than a dozen ancestors by chance.

"You can't power anymore, just find a place to drop."

Ye Lingyue sighed.

"When you go down, there is only one dead road. It is better to fight together. Xiaoye is dead and dying."

The face of Emperor Yang Qingfeng has been white with a piece of paper.

"Oh, it's dead again, and I command you, drop immediately, let me go."

Ye Lingyue's voice was fierce, and her mindfulness shrouded the Emperor Yangfeng.